#97

They thought our love was kindling; Of brittle substance and ready to burn out But then they didn't know the reason why Our love has always stuck around Because we aren't a woodpile burning We're a wildfire engulfed in flames A love so intense and full of sparks Not just sticks all-too-willing to be tamed.... Continue Reading →

#103

Please make me a heart that loves; A heart that craves justice and is humble That learns to tolerate and give more that I receive And never ever grumbles. Make me a child with a willingness to learn; A spirit of which you are proud That brings rainbows to grey skies of sleet And silver... Continue Reading →

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